there is no right and is no wrong
and whoever claims so does so at dawn
for at night haunting dreams of half-bound thread
raise again that human dread
there is no right and is no wrong
for being right is the privilege of no one
one man's virtue is another man's sin
and one action is what one action does
there is no right and is no wrong
and night comes for all at the dawn
for when your eyes gaze so crystal clear
you will not learn, or fear, I fear.
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ŞiirA collection of mentally ill poems about the world, written by a mentally ill person. Perfect if you're into abstract or freeform poetry. New updates come at random times, but expect slightly consistent updates at least once a week or so! Top 10 in...
